The Change

THE CHANGE

Essence

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The Change Essence This e-book is a work of fiction. While reference might be made to actual historical events or existing locations, the names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Chapter One

The tall, slim-hipped figure paused to let dark, penetrating eyes become accustomed to the sudden shift of light before tiptoeing a careful path inside the master bedroom. The intruder’s intention was to set a beeline to the bed while probing the dark shadows. The prowler could see from the distance that the beautiful victim slept in a deep, almost deathlike state. With short, cautious steps, the lone figure neared the bed to make sure no one could detect the surprise visitor. Sweat trickled down the back of the intruder, pasting the cotton shirt against a trim, slim figure. Breaths came in short, successive pants, topped by the roaring sound of a throbbing pulse rushing through alert ears. The sounds within the trespasser’s head seemed to bounce off the walls around the room. The uninvited guest paused for a moment to get their shaking body under control. Dark eyes skimmed the area around the room once more before padding the remainder of the steps on bare feet to finally reach the bed. Once there, the intruder got a better view of the sleeping woman. The elation seeping through the intruder was enough to give the feeling as if one was walking on clouds. This had been too easy. They had all been too trusting.

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The tall, slim body froze after an attempt to lean forward resulted in the loud, squeaky complaint of a floorboard. The noise resonated like a rusty-hinged door in contrast to the profound silence of the house.

Fuckin’ shit! The prowler stepped back to glance around, all senses set on high alert for any hint of movement or disturbance. Thankfully, nothing indicated that the other members of the household had been alerted. Heaving a huge sigh of relief, the lone figure leaned down toward the sleeping form again. The cover of daylight had allowed for free rein, since the master of the house would be fast asleep. The dark bedroom windows with their heavy treatments had been another matter. Visibility in the bedroom was almost zero, but by the gods, advantage would be taken now that the visitor had reached the desired destination. Satisfied the bed’s occupant still slept and the extra presence in the room was as yet undetected, the intruder continued to cut the space between them. With the syringe held tight in one hand, the interloper’s gaze scanned the arm not covered by the sheet until dark eyes rested on the area where the syringe would be plunged. A slow smile crept onto full lips. The task at hand was nearly complete. The master would be very proud of today’s work. The rewards for this deed would be numerous. In two short movements, the syringe pierced the flesh, and the aphrodisiac jetted into the victim’s bloodstream. They’d see the effects of today’s visit in more ways than one. Soon, all would see how powerful the master really was.

***** Reynaldo Alcantara had awoken earlier and now entered the bedroom he and Gwen shared before she’d become ill. He’d noticed that her skin glowed with color, and it radiated heat. That had immediately brought up a red flag. Her body should be cooling down, not heating up.

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His gaze was drawn to her nose as she took shallow breaths; then he focused farther down to her mouth. She had wonderful full lips that were kissable and luscious. Aside from her sexy appeal, he valued her for many reasons. Gwen was sweet, and extremely intelligent. All of these qualities had drawn him to her. Reynaldo set the basin full of cool water and the washcloth onto the nightstand. He watched as she pushed off the sheet, baring her nude torso. Her dark, dusky nipples peeked up at him, drawing his interest. Since they’d met five years earlier, she’d kept him mesmerized. She was like a beacon to him, and he was all the happier for it. Once he’d accepted what she’d offered, a life full of love, passion and companionship he hadn’t had before they’d met. He’d discovered that they really were made for each other. Her sharp mind and sensual assault on his senses kept him on his toes. Even in this state of deep sleep, Gwen could work him. Her restless, slim form lay in their king-size bed. Sleek legs shifted, and her torso turned here and there; it seemed she was fighting an unreachable enemy. Her thrashing left him feeling totally helpless. He wasn’t sure what she needed. He didn’t know how to help her right now. The inability to help her made his insides churn with frustration and anger. His hands fisted at his sides as the muscles of his jaw clenched. He had to find a way to figure out how to help her. He wasn’t about to give up on her. He realized deep in his heart that someone out there had the answers to this dilemma and knew how to fix this mess. Reynaldo’s worried frown creased his forehead. She’d been this way for a little over seventy-two hours. He’d tried waking her, but nothing had snapped her out of this profound sleep she’d fallen into since he’d bitten her. He didn’t know what else he could do but offer her some sense of serenity until she completed the change. For his peace of mind, he reached down to draw the cool cotton sheet over her. He needed to focus on getting her the help she needed. When she’d accepted his offer to become a child of the night -- a vampiress -- he hadn’t thought her body would be adverse to the change. At first, when she hadn’t woken

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up, he’d figured she needed the extra time to recuperate. Now, three days later, he knew something wasn’t right. He’d realized she was running a fever. That wasn’t normal. In all his years, he hadn’t heard of anyone having this response after being bitten. He heard the door to the bedroom slide open. He knew without looking that her brother Greg had entered the room. The energy his friend exuded as a new vampire gave him away all the time. He looked at Greg, then over at Gwen, and didn’t understand what had gone wrong since he’d bitten both of them. Greg had come back without a hitch. “How’s it going, man? Has she awoken at all today?” The young vampire peered over Reynaldo’s shoulder to look down at his sister. A concerned frown covered his cocoa-hued face, and his topaz eyes gleamed with worry. Reynaldo understood the other man’s apprehension. Gwen was his only sibling. They’d always been extremely close. The older vampire knew that if something happened to Gwen, it would irrevocably affect Greg. Shit, it would do the same to him, for that matter. He didn’t know if he could survive not having Gwen by his side. Gwen was an important part of his and Greg’s lives. To lose her now was not an option they were willing to accept. “No, she just keeps tossing and turning.” Reynaldo ran a shaky hand over his shoulderlength dark hair, flattening it against his skull. “I’m getting worried. Too many days have gone by for her not to have reacted by now. She hasn’t even fed since our first encounter.” “Maybe it’s time to call on one of the elders for help and find out how to make her better.” Greg reached down to caress his younger sister’s cheek. “They must know what needs to be done to help her recover.” Reynaldo knew Greg was right. He could only hope that they would have the answers. The bedroom door opened once more; Carolina Figueroa’s slim form entered. The red thigh-high skirt exposed her smooth caramel skin while her white peasant-style blouse displayed her tiny waist. Her long hair was held high atop her head within a red scrunchie,

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and the length of her hair bounced down her back. Her face was devoid of any makeup. Reynaldo saw the worry lines on the other woman’s face. Greg’s girlfriend and Gwen’s best friend sauntered into the room and sat at the edge of the bed near Gwen. She extended one slim hand to caress the other woman’s forehead. A fine sheen of perspiration covered Gwen’s skin. Reynaldo knew Gwen’s skin had become cold and clammy. A wave of trepidation washed over him. Gwen’s entire reaction was bizarre. To say he was worried was an understatement. He was scared shitless. Carolina took the towel out of the basin and pressed it against Gwen’s forehead. Reynaldo turned to Carolina. “I’m going to speak with Master Thorton. He’s the elder living nearest us. I’ll go see what he has to say about Gwen. I’ll be back as soon as I get some answers.” Carolina and Greg solemnly nodded their heads in understanding as he left the room.

***** Reynaldo sat in his white SUV outside a huge white Victorian-style house that few were aware belonged to Master Thorton. Reynaldo knew the elder valued his privacy and didn’t appreciate uninvited company. He needed to take things slow so as to not offend the other man. Unfortunately, right now, he had to fight the urge to just break down the door and grab Master Thorton by the throat until he revealed how to restore Gwen. His inner demon clamored for him to barge into the house and demand answers. From experience, Reynaldo knew that if one tried to push a Master vampire for quick responses, the vampire tended to clam up and made the person wait. They were huge on power plays. He knew them too well. He had to approach this task with extreme caution in order to get the help he so needed. They loved to play on other people’s emotions, and Reynaldo just wasn’t in the frame of mind to go along with any of their games. He didn’t want to indulge in twenty questions. Something inside him said that he didn’t have the time to waste. He felt it in his gut. Gwen would die if he didn’t do something soon.

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He wasn’t much of a pessimist, but the proverbial ominous clouds were hanging over his head. His soul told him that something was amiss. He wished he had all the answers. This feeling of being out of control fucked with his head. He drew a deep breath. Then he exited the vehicle and walked up to the front door of the imposing house. Without him knocking or ringing the doorbell, it swung open to reveal the cherry wood décor of the house. He was met by a tall blonde dressed in a skimpy, sheer outfit. The matching bright red top and bottom were transparent. Why fucking bother to put the outfit on if it barely covered anything at all? He got a peek at two ripe, pink nipples; then his eyes traveled farther down to her flat, trim belly. As his dark gaze traveled even farther down the nearly bare torso, he saw how the sheer material surrounded her genital area. He caught a view of her closely shaved pussy. He even caught a glimpse of the clit peeking out. Another time, Reynaldo would have enjoyed the display. Before he’d fallen under Gwen’s spell, he would’ve been all over the provocative blonde standing before him. Now, only Gwen captured his mind, body, and heart. No other woman existed for him. No other woman mattered. He knew the women in the elder’s house were pawns placed to tantalize and make him forget why he was paying this visit. She was there to test his perseverance. Reynaldo had no time for or interest in what she had to offer. She just needed to take him to her master. “I am here to see Master Thorton.” Reynaldo scanned the area where he waited and didn’t find another soul lurking about, then returned his gaze to the blonde. She paused for a moment as if she were receiving a message and then in a low, throaty voice that was evidently meant as a caress, she said, “Come this way.” The blonde motioned with one of her slim arms before turning around and walking away as if fully expecting him to follow. Her slim hips swayed as she moved. He saw her ass

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cheeks through the sheer material as they twitched left and right with each step she took. Her bare feet didn’t make a sound against the plush carpet. As he walked, relief warmed over Reynaldo. He’d experienced and had heard plenty of tales about Thorton’s ladies being much more persistent when visitors arrived. He had been dreading this visit for fear of the hoops he’d have to jump through in order to get an audience with the elder vampire. He also realized that he’d shown up at the other man’s doorstep without prior notice. Protocol demanded he announced his intentions before just popping some other vampire’s lair, yet the dire situation had him all shook up and not thinking straight. Climbing up the stairs, Reynaldo shoved down the sense of wanting to race to the top so he could reach his destination that much quicker. He needed, wanted, to speed this process up. The slim woman in front of him was walking in slow motion, like something out of a horror flick. He now expected something creepy to jump out of the shadows at him as was the norm in those kinds of movies. A heavy intake of breath served as a calming balm. Reynaldo kept his cool and just followed, fighting his desire to knock her aside. That would really set him in well with the elder vampire, coming into his house unannounced and manhandling his lady. The dark, solemn quietness of the house made for a solitary vibe. This wasn’t the usual vampire’s lair, where a bunch of the undead hung out looking for a good time. He’d visited other Masters’ homes, and there had always been a multitude of people lounging about in all forms of dishabille and all sorts of wickedness taking place for anyone and everyone to see. But not here at Master Elijah Thorton’s house. A Master’s den was well-known for decadence, debauchery, and downright depravity. Master Thorton was an enigma, a man who answered to no one. Reynaldo had seen firsthand how the other man had intimidated the biggest, baddest asshole at a club frequented by their kind. None of the other patrons had dared to meddle once they’d taken a good look at Elijah.

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Gazing into Master Thorton’s blue eyes would shake anyone to the core. He just had that effect on folks. Everything he’d ever heard about Elijah Thorton told him that the man was one huge mystery. Rumor said that he’d been fathered by one of the fallen angels with a human mother who was believed to be part demon. More interesting was that the rumors said his mother was part lust demon. No one, to Reynaldo’s knowledge, had ever had the nerve to question Master Thorton about his origins. And he’d never offered the information. Reynaldo didn’t really give a shit about it. All he wanted to know was that the elder could help Gwen. Nothing else mattered. The man could keep his secrets to himself for all Reynaldo cared, just as long as he helped with Gwen. Finally reaching the top stair, Reynaldo remained quiet and counted the steps to the door leading to Master Thorton’s private chambers. The tall blonde who’d remained quiet after giving him her clipped instruction simply shoved the door open and stood to the side, allowing Reynaldo to enter the room. He heard the door shut behind him, but he didn’t check to see if she’d followed him. In the soft glow of the low light, Reynaldo was pulled to the area where the elder vampire sat in a thickly cushioned burgundy chair, fully focused on the crackling fire before him. He was turned to the side where Reynaldo could only see a profile of his face. Upon first glance, anyone would think that the man sitting before him was younger than his years. Shoulder-length blond hair gleamed with shimmering highlights. The smooth skin held a youthful glow that enticed many to him; Reynaldo knew from having watched those around the elder vampire on numerous instances. There had been a few occasions when they’d met up, and he’d seen the elder in action. Humans flocked to him like bees to a flower, ready to feed off its nectar. Creatures of the night came to him as if they’d been put into a trance.

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Reynaldo couldn’t help recalling the countless times where a bevy of beauties had crowded them at the nightclubs they’d frequented, solely seeking Thorton’s attention. Yet, everyone commented that he was very selective about whom he accepted into his bed and his life. “Welcome, Reynaldo. It’s been a while.” The elder didn’t turn to face his visitor; some inner power must have told him who’d arrived. “Master Thorton, yes, it has.” Reynaldo waited to be invited to sit. The other man swung his hand out, indicating that Reynaldo should take a seat across from Thorton, facing the glowing embers of the fireplace. “Elijah.” Reynaldo took the familiarity to be a good sign. “You’re here with questions about your fledgling. Ask away.” “Yes, Elijah.” It was apparent Thorton knew something about what was going on. Reynaldo gathered his thoughts before beginning his spiel. “To help your lady you will have to sacrifice yourself.” Thorton’s bright blue eyes finally focused on Reynaldo, looked deep into Reynaldo’s stare. He watched Thorton squint his eyes as if he’d just noticed something, but the elder recovered before Reynaldo had another chance to search the other man’s gaze for some type of answer. Shoving the thoughts aside, Reynaldo answered, “Anything, Elijah. What do I need to do? What will it entail?” Reynaldo would do anything, would give up his immortality all up to make Gwen well again, to have her happy and gay tunes floating around the house. He had to admit that since Gwen had practically moved into his home, she seemed to have brought with her a bright light of warmth that extended to those around her. He missed that about her presence. He wanted to see her as before. He wanted to feel her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. To hear her whisper how much she loved him when they made love. God, to cuddle up against her cushy round ass while they lay in bed would be a welcome experience.

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“She needs hours and hours of passion.” Thorton’s solemn face and tone put fear in Reynaldo’s heart. “You’ll need to make sure she is involved in ongoing orgasmic interludes. She requires orgasm after orgasm after orgasm in order for her to revive and activate the chemical changes bestowed upon her after you bit her.” “Can we share blood?” Reynaldo questioned, unsure if that would harm her further. “I’d hold off for the next couple days so you can see her reaction to the orgasms,” the blond man advised. His sparkling blue gaze looked Reynaldo over as if he were able to see inside of his soul. He frowned, but the reaction disappeared as quickly as before. “I understand, Elijah. I will do as you prescribed.” Reynaldo stood up and bowed before moving across the room to take his leave. “I’m at your service should you need a helping hand with anything,” the elder whispered. The soft words reached Reynaldo’s ears though Thorton hadn’t moved during their exchange.

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Chapter Two

Reynaldo rushed out of the room without saying anything further and hightailed it out of the imposing surroundings to make his way back to his house while the ideas swarming in his head began to take shape. First, he’d have to order the one item he knew he’d need if he were going to keep Gwen active for the length of time necessary. If all else failed, he would certainly call in reinforcements by way of Master Thorton. Adding another man to the mix could only help. He knew desperate times called for desperate measures, and the other man’s presence in his and Gwen’s bed didn’t matter. The time to set his ego aside had arrived. He had no qualms about having to share Gwen with Elijah, considering what the end result would be. Something told him that Elijah would be the key. He arrived back at his house in no time and headed straight for his bedroom. He just wanted to check in on her before he went off to prepare for the next few hours. Carolina sat next to the bed. She looked up, smiling softly before returning her attention to the book in her lap. Standing near the bed, he gazed down at Gwen, and a thousand images flashed before his eyes. Images of Gwen, her eyes shining bright with excitement and pleasure during

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different occasions, played and replayed in his mind. He saw them sharing a romantic dinner, walking hand in hand. He saw a sheet covered by frilly flowers and a naked Gwen sitting dead center, offering up her body for his pleasure. They’d known each other for five years. For the past two, Gwen had become relentless in trying to capture his attention. She’d gone on a crusade of teasing and taunting him until she’d finally worn him down. If he had to describe her, he’d say she was a ball of fire. The things the woman could do with salad fixings were sinful. A soft smile played on his lips at the memory. He now realized that she really did make him smile. She made him happy. He knew Gwen was one in a million, and he couldn’t allow her to slip away from him. When she’d agreed to become a vampire and share the rest of eternity with him, he’d thought they’d have a long time together to explore their feelings and each other. The misgivings began to form in his head, planting second thoughts. Could he be wrong? No way would he accept that their time together would be temporary. He shoved the negative thoughts aside and took the first step to set his new plan in motion, one that would serve to get him closer to having Gwen awake and alert. He reached for the cordless phone on the nightstand and dialed an 800 number as he sought another room to avoid disturbing Gwen. Fifteen minutes later, after placing his order, Reynaldo disconnected the phone call and headed back to his bedroom to check on Gwen. As he entered the room, he found Carolina still sitting nearby. The frown on her face signaled there was a problem. Reynaldo couldn’t think of what else could go wrong. He dreaded asking the question. “Hey, Caro, what’s up?” Reynaldo sat at the edge of the bed between the two women. “I just noticed something weird on Gwen.” Carolina stood up to lean forward, cutting across Reynaldo’s body. “Did you notice this puncture wound?” She pointed out a miniscule puncture that could barely be seen, but it glared at him now. She was right! Gwen’s upper arm displayed a small circular flare up that hadn’t been

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visible before. How had he missed that? More important, when had that happened? Who’d want to hurt Gwen? The rage pooling inside of him made him see red. Who would dare come into his home and do this to her? “That wasn’t there yesterday,” Reynaldo whispered as he ran the tip of his index finger over her skin. His touch woke Gwen, his heart skipped a beat as he watched her shift onto her side. He could see her struggling to open her eyes. She whipped her head from side to side as if looking to dislodge whatever was causing her grogginess. “Reynaldo?” She croaked out from between dry lips as she tried to open her eyes. “Is that you?” “Yes, sweetheart.” Reynaldo leaned down so she could see him. “I feel so hot.” Gwen tossed the sheet aside to expose her bare skin. He watched her chest heave and her belly quiver. “Let me get a cold compress.” Carolina sprang to her feet and headed to the adjoining bathroom. In no time, she came charging back out with a basin full of cool water and a washcloth and placed it on the nightstand near the bed. “I’ll step out to allow you some privacy. Call me if you need me.” “Wait.” Reynaldo followed her and stopped near the door to the bathroom; he looked to the bed before whispering to Caroline. “I need you and Greg to do some investigating. I want to know who did this to her. Start by interviewing the staff. Someone has to know how this happened.” Carolina nodded her head in understanding before she continued back to her seat to gather her things that sat on the chair. Meanwhile, Reynaldo retrieved the washcloth and let the square sink into the cool water before he extracted it and squeezed out the excess water. “Thanks, Carolina. Just holler if you guys need any help or if you find out what happened.”

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Feeling comfortable with the fact that she and Greg would carry out a thorough search, he watched her exit the room. This investigation shouldn’t take long. His household staff wasn’t that large. Only two people lived in, and another two came in every day to help. He turned his attention back to Gwen. He slowly rubbed the cloth over her cheeks and forehead. Her sigh of contentment let him know that he was providing what she needed. He focused on her neck, and he applied the cool, refreshing cloth. She squeezed her lips together and hissed. “What did I do?” Reynaldo halted his movements, drawing the towel away from her skin. “That feels too rough. The towel against my skin feels too coarse,” Gwen whispered as she drew his hands to her. “Touch me instead.” Reynaldo kept his startled gaze away from hers. Now that he knew someone had injected something in her, he needed to proceed with caution until they investigated further. He chose not to tell her what they’d found until he had more answers. She was dealing with plenty right now and didn’t want to add more to the load she was carrying at the moment. Who knew what the hell was now coursing through her veins, poisoning her system? “I’m here, love, I’ll take care of you.” A soft splashing rang through around the room as he placed the rag back inside the basin before removing his shirt and shoes. He climbed onto the bed and lay down next to her as he drew her warm body to him. His lips pressed against hers in a soft, tentative touch, and his fingers brushed the short strands of hair away from her forehead before he pressed a kiss to her neck. Gwen surprised him when she took over. She lifted herself over him. Spreading her legs far apart, she sat on his lap. Since she was already naked, she rubbed her bottom and wet pussy against his crotch. The heat radiating from her skin caused his body to stand up and take notice. His cock twitched with anticipation. That’s when he realized he had entirely too

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many clothes on. He recalled what Master Thorton had advised -- orgasm after orgasm would be the answer to her problem. The time had come to put that theory to the test. He shifted his hips so that her legs split wide apart, and she sat farther up near his shoulders. That maneuver put her sweet pussy in close proximity to his mouth and nose. He reached down to shove his pants under his hips while struggling to keep his wits about him so he could slide the clothing under his ass and down his legs. When he managed that, he kicked them off. All the while he remained focused on her glistening pussy, which sat a few inches away from his mouth. He drew her closer and licked his lips before he held her in place where his mouth could lick her wet core at his leisure. He knew her clit screamed for him to kiss it, to lick and suckle it. He craved her. “Yes! Lick me, make me come. I’m burning.” Gwen shook her head as she wiggled her hips, seeking closer contact with his mouth, and leaned forward to brace herself against his shoulders. His lips suckled her swollen clit. When he flicked his tongue against it, her hips pushed up, seeking more of his touch. She wiggled against his tongue, and he heard her mewling sound. He inserted two fingers between the slick folds and pushed in and out, showing her what he wanted to do with his engorged cock. Her pussy squeezed around his fingers with every thrust. Within a few short moments, he felt her orgasm building. He noticed how her thighs trembled, as did her belly. The tremors shook him, setting off the prickling sensations that started with his incisors and worked their way down to the rest of his body. He had to temper his desire to bite; he forced himself to focus on his woman’s needs instead of his own. “Hold on, I want to come inside of your sweet pussy,” Reynaldo sighed. He extracted his fingers and waited for her to move down the length of his body. She tipped over to her side, lying flat against the bed. He lifted himself onto his knees and stopped to look at her soft curves as she lay against plush pillows. He straightened so he

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could twist backward to reach for another pillow. She watched his every move as he shoved the fluffy pillow under her ass, propping her hips higher. He looked down at her and took in the soft light chocolate hue of her dewy skin. Her teeth pressed against her full lips as if she were trying to suppress a moan as he probed her with his rigid cock. Her eyes shut tight as if she were suppressing her pleasure. “Let me help you,” Gwen breathed out. She opened her eyes to look up at Reynaldo. Her fingers gripped his rigid cock and placed it near her wet opening. With one thrust, he was embedded inside her tight slickness. He leaned down, placing his elbows on either side of her head, as he tilted his lips down to her mouth and he pressed soft kisses to her warm mouth. He recognized how well they fit each other; they were such sheer perfection. That still blew him away. How she made him feel when they were together this way went beyond any description he could come up with as an explanation for his feelings. As he began to move his hips with slow thrusts, Gwen tightened her inner muscles around his rigid cock. Her fingers kneaded his ass cheek, egging him on. Her nails dug deeper into his flesh, signaling that she wanted more. “Faster, baby, harder,” Gwen chanted. “I want it hard and fast. Make me scream!” Reynaldo complied. His thrusting quickened. The slapping sound of skin against skin as his cock slid home and he pumped into her body echoed throughout the room. His balls smacked her bottom with every stroke. Her tight nipples brushed against his chest and captured his attention. He swooped down to snatch a taut bud into his mouth and twirled his tongue round and round the tight, turgid tip. Touching her breasts really drove her over the edge. He knew she needed release. This was no leisure event -- she wanted fucking, and he’d provide it. He continued to pump his hips faster and harder, pushing him closer and closer to an earth-shattering release. She was nearing her orgasmic release. He paid homage to each nipple as he continued plunging his cock until he felt her insides tighten and tremble. As he held her in that

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position, he put his cock just where she liked it. He pulled out of Gwen, then parted her legs farther. He slid his hands underneath her ass and drew her closer to him for better access. “Ah! Yes, fuck me now.” Gwen’s fingers sought his chest. She massaged and then twisted his nipples before continuing lower, until she reached the base of his cock. She ran her fingers up and down his soaking wet member as he pulled himself out, then shoved back inside. He repeated that motion several times, making her quiver some more. The sensation of her fingers touching him whenever he pulled out drove him nuts. He leaned forward to receive her wet index finger. Circling it before sucking it into his mouth, he enjoyed the salty flavor. She groaned. He let go of her finger with a loud popping sound. Her legs encircled his waist as her cunt squeezed him, and he felt her spasm around him. “Yeah, baby, that’s it.” Gwen’s head twisted from side to side as her hips gyrated to meet his thrusting cock. Two seconds later, Reynaldo’s orgasm exploded. He felt it coming from way down inside his balls until his seed spewed into her. The fine sheen of perspiration rubbed off of Gwen’s body onto Reynaldo’s. He hugged her tight as the last spasms subsided, rubbing the fine sheen of perspiration covering Gwen onto his skin. Reynaldo collapsed on the side of Gwen, gasping for air. He stopped to look toward Gwen and found her curled up on her side, fast asleep.

***** An hour later, Reynaldo set Gwen on the queen-size bed in the adjoining room next to their bedroom, then went to watch the workmen as they installed The Big One, an electrical machine with an attached dildo and clit massager in his bedroom. The magazine advertisement he’d read promised hours and hours of orgasmic pleasure. That was just what Gwen needed right now. He would use it when he needed time to recuperate. When they were alone once again, he turned the machine on and used the remote one of the workers had handed him and watched the machine operate. He wanted to see what

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the machine could do before he inserted it inside Gwen. To test it now would be the smart thing to do to avoid any errors. It began at a slow and shallow pace. He picked up the house phone. “Lorna, please have the bed-sheets changed in the master bedroom while I’m in the shower.” “Yes, sir, right away,” the housekeeper responded before disconnecting the call. He settled in his mind what he needed to do as he walked bare assed toward his personal bathroom. Reynaldo washed and toweled dried in record time. Within ten minutes, he was ready to go back to Gwen’s side. Dressed in a thigh-length black terry robe, he crossed into her room. At the side of the bed, he took a moment to admire Gwen’s cool beauty. Her smooth skin glowed, a symptom of her transition. Even in this quiet state, she drew something from him. His skin quivered in anticipation; his heart rate chugged like a locomotive at full pace. He itched to caress her. He reached with tentative fingers and touched her hair. The soft curls snagged between his fingers. She sighed heavily. Her lips formed a thin line as she compressed them together. Reynaldo removed the sheet hiding her delectable curves. He lifted her and, within a few steps, had her back in the master bedroom and on top of the clean, crisp sheets. The few moments he’d taken to wash up had given his staff the time to tidy up his bedroom. They were on target when it involved his wants and needs. He could now take care of Gwen. Moving inside the bathroom, he replenished the basin with fresh, warm water and rinsed out the washcloth. Reynaldo approached the bed, and set the basin down on the nightstand nearby. He sat at the end of the bed and stared at her. Her beauty blew him away. His fingers grasped the washcloth, letting the warm, soothing water trickle through them. Squeezing out the excess water, he proceeded to brush the washcloth over her long legs, her neck, and arms, then focused back on her privates. He tossed the towel back in for another rinse and squeezed it again before massaging it between her thighs. When he finished washing her, he

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took the basin back to the bathroom, returned to where Gwen remained sleeping, and draped his body across hers. A horrid sense of emptiness enveloped him. He knew he’d have to live for all eternity with that feeling if he didn’t help Gwen. He spread her legs; her wet pussy seemed to beckon him, as if sending silent messages that she needed to mate. They needed to fuck until Gwen finished her transition. The soft, swollen sex beckoned his touch. Her body tempted him to toy with the tangled curls there. With much care he inserted his fingers to test her readiness. Her juices made it easier to slide inside her, then back out to stroke her clit. “You’re a goddess, my Gwen. I will love you as such.” Her eyes popped open. The feverish heat of her stare made him pause; then he heard her raspy voice. “What’s going on, Rey? I feel so hot.” “Stay calm, Gwen. Your body is reacting to the change.” He flicked his tongue over her nipples. He kept shifting from one to the other as she shuddered with each touch. “We need to mate for the next twenty-four hours.” Reynaldo slipped his tongue into her full, luscious mouth, seeking and stroking hers in an unhurried manner. Gwen’s tongue darted around his, deflecting and plunging with a passionate force, enticing his desire. He lifted his head slightly only to hear her soft whimper at the lost contact. He slid a second finger inside her wet opening. “Let yourself go. Trust me, Gwen.” He felt how wet and hot she was, a sure sign that she was enjoying his touch. Her eyes fluttered shut again as her legs widened farther, an open invitation to him to take more, to take as much as he could of her. “Yes. Don’t stop, Reynaldo, love.” He moved farther down her body, while keeping his fingers busy massaging her engorged button, and placed soft kisses at every point he passed. He heard her gasp when he suckled the swollen nubbin.

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“Yes!” Her fingers clawed at the sheets, bunching up the soft cotton material. When he brushed his tongue against her clit, his cock shifted and throbbed in reaction. He proceeded to part the lips of her fragrant sex; he thrust his tongue inside. Goose bumps covered her from head to toe. Reynaldo lifted his mouth a fraction of an inch to look up at her, searching her face wanting to make sure she was still okay with what he’d been doing. “More?” She tore her hands away from the sheets to cradle his face. He pulled himself up the length of her luscious body. As he devoured her lips, his fingers kept her face steady so he could focus on her mouth. She surprised him, causing a deep-throated growl to escape his lips when she nipped his bottom lip with her newly acquired vampire teeth and sucked it between her lips. He repeated her action, only this time he clamped down a bit harder. He waited for her retaliation. She came back, drew blood from him, and then she licked at the wound. He countered by nipping on her upper lip, extracting his own brand of punishment. He needed her to continue reacting. Maybe that would draw her out of this deathlike sleep. He could share his blood later when she’d gotten better; she’d learn that his blood would offer positive changes for her. She’d receive some of his strength. The scent of their shared blood excited him, making him roughly part her legs and slide his throbbing cock into her. Her slickness welcomed him. He paused to enjoy the exquisite feeling of being embedded inside her warmth. When his hips rolled, he felt his sac bounce against her smooth bottom. Her head sank into the pillow as she arched her back, and her eyes widened. Her hips began to move, causing such wonderful friction. Her pussy walls clamped tight around him, making his sac quicken as his orgasm began to build. He knew she was ready to explode too. At this rate, he would be drained in no time. He needed to keep up.

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The force of her climax sent her over the edge, as if she were shattering into a million sparkling pieces. Her body went limp, yet she still grasped his ass with both her hands. As she tickled his backside by raking her nails over the tight muscles of his back, he continued to move within her. She watched his intense expression as his movements grew sharper and delved deeper. He squeezed his eyes shut and clamped his jaw tightly, pressing his lips into a hard line. He made a sound halfway between a purr and a growl, and then a rush of wet warmth filled her. He stared down at her, looking face-to-face at a fully satisfied woman. How was he going to keep this up for another twenty-two hours? Then he remembered his gift. He slid off her body, propped some pillows under her head, and reached for the towel and a pillow to place under her hips. He had a surprise in store for her. The night table held a warm bottle of soothing sensual oil. He uncapped it and let it trickle onto her mound. His slow moving fingers, he massaged the mound and the outer lips. As he touched her, he looked into her eyes, while gently squeezing her clit between his thumb and index finger, sliding up and down the entire length of each lip. He continued to massage her clitoris with slow, circular movements, followed by squeezing it between his thumb and index fingers. She undoubtedly was becoming aroused again; her juices began to cover his fingers. “Relax and breathe slowly,” he quietly commanded, trying to speak in a low, soothing tone. He moved, slipping his middle finger into her wet pussy. He gently massaged the inside of the opening. Feeling up, down, and sideways, he carefully penetrated her, making sure he only brought her pleasure. Curling his finger in a “come here” gesture, he made contact with her G-spot, causing her hips to rise from the bed. He moved his fingers from side to side, then back and forth. She squirmed as she sought more of his touch.

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His right thumb stimulated her clitoris. He tickled her anus with his pinky while his left hand massaged her breasts. Uncontrollable quivering took over her. That made her hips squirm some more as she reached another orgasm. He felt her squeeze and tighten around his finger, and an immense satisfaction assailed him. They were getting closer to their goal.

***** Gwen allowed him to pull her into his embrace with slow, gentle hands. “Wow. That was awesome,” she breathed out once he’d moved off her. “Not done yet.” Gwen felt Reynaldo’s agitation before he moved off the bed. “Lay flat on your back now. She did as she was told and waited. She watched him, taking in the gorgeous picture he posed -- thick, muscular shoulders leading down to washboard abs and farther down to his now-flaccid cock. She licked her lips, anticipating more of him. Rolling forth a shiny, black machine, Reynaldo looked up at her as he began to slowly insert the dildo near her entrance. “I need some rest now. This will keep you busy for a few hours.” “Interesting gadget you have there.” Gwen checked out the wand with its smooth tip. “I thought you’d think so too.” Reynaldo spread her legs and placed one wand over her clit and another inside her pussy. She watched as Reynaldo retrieved the remote and set it for a timed schedule. The purring sound of the dildo told them it was doing its job. She drew his attention as her hips began to wiggle with pleasure. “That should do the trick for a few hours.” Reynaldo’s lips widened with a brilliant smile as he leaned over to place a soft kiss on her lips. “Nothing like the real thing, but this will do…for now.” Gwen sucked on his bottom lip before refocusing on her new toy.

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This was a first. She’d never seen anything like this machine. The stiff rubber cock was comfortable against her velvet softness as it plunged with a systematic rhythm meant to give chills and thrills. And it was accomplishing just that for Gwen. She arched her back, enjoying the sensations the artificial cock was extracting from her. “I’m happy to hear that.” Reynaldo tweaked her nose and lay down next to her. “I’ll be as good as new in a few hours.”

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Gwen woke him with a pleasant surprise. Her soft lips were wrapped around what had been a semi-erect cock, and she heard the slurping sounds of her mouth as it played with him. She widened her mouth farther to accommodate him becoming rock hard in seconds. She continued to massage him with the flat of her tongue, causing a slew of spasms and jolts running up and down through him. She could see his skin shiver as liquid heat attempted to come to the surface. She watched as Reynaldo, visibly shaken by her masterful display, lay on the bed, eyes shut, as he focused on his breathing pattern. She leaned back to watch him a minute, fascinated by his response to her. Her eyes traveled over his striking features, slipped down to his chiseled pectorals, and lingered on his cock. If anyone had asked Gwen why she was attracted to him, she’d have said he exuded a masculine vitality that drew her. She needed to taste him. She wanted to take him in her mouth and love him with her mouth, just as he’d done to her. She’d let her fingers follow the hardness of his shaft and tweaked his sac. The muscles of his powerful thighs were taut and sprinkled with dark hair. She stroked his cock, arousing it until she saw precum glistening at the tip. His impressive length and girth always fascinated her. She couldn’t help recalling the

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magnificent hours of pleasure he’d brought her. She stooped forward, placing her lips to his cockhead. She opened her mouth and took in the length of him, stroking him with long strokes. Building ever so slowly, his orgasm crept up on him in increments until the release set forth. Gwen sped up her movements over his cock, making him crazy while he completed and began to come down from his passionate high. She watched as Reynaldo jerked to attention, and he sifted his fingers through her tangled hair. “Gwen.” He sighed. “Welcome back. I’m so happy you’re this alert now.” She released his cock from between her lips with a popping sound. “All because of you.” “I’m glad I’ve been able to help.” He pulled her up over him so her face was a mere inches from his. “I won’t rest easy until I know you’re well.” She continued to grip his cock. “We can keep this going for as long as it takes. I’m up for it. I want to get back to normal too.” After hearing her words, he raised himself on one elbow and reached over with his free hand. He spread her legs and plunged two of his fingers inside of her. She arched her head back and moaned. “Give me more.” Gwen reached for his hand and bit his palm. She immediately laved it with her tongue. She used her very expressive eyes to communicate how well he pleased her. The desire flowing through her became live and potent. Reynaldo buried his face in her neck, and she felt a rush of warm air as he exhaled deeply. The bed creaked from their motion. “Let me try something else?” He pulled her to the side of the mattress. “Get on your stomach with your feet over the floor.” Moving onto her belly as he’d asked, she waited as he got to his feet, came around, and stood behind her. “Like this?”

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The pressure of the mattress against her now-throbbing sex and the exposure of her bare ass caused a fresh pool of moisture to gather between her legs. He placed a hand between her thighs, spreading her legs apart. She glanced over her shoulder to find that the heat of his gaze really excited her. She felt his fingers move forward until he could play with her clit. His thumb joined his finger to spread her juices higher to coat the hole between the cheeks of her bottom. “Reynaldo, you’re driving me nuts.” She shivered. The tight buds of her nipples throbbed as they rubbed against the cotton sheet. His thumb teased the muscles of her anus. She rubbed her breasts against the smooth, soft sheet. The simultaneous stroking of his fingers teasing both openings was pure delight. Her fingers curled into the covers, and she arched, moving her ass back for a closer touch. “How do you like the feel of this, Gwen?” His thumb moved a bit deeper as his other finger continued teasing her clit. “God, yes!” She moaned and buried her face into the bunched covers. Each stroke got her wetter. “You look good enough to eat.” She shifted to take a look in his direction and could see the moisture coating the fingers that had just been inside her pussy. The slick juices were now coursing down his hand and onto his wrist. “How about I replace my hand with my cock?” “Yes!” She looked over her shoulder straight at him, the fire of passion spurring her on. “I need you, Rey, now!” She felt him remove his fingers from her body; then he pressed his lower body against her smooth backside. His cock brushed her butt cheeks as he placed himself between her legs. She accepted him as his hips thrust forward, burying himself in one fluid motion between her welcoming, damp pussy lips. She felt his thumb return to her tight rear, and he

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continued to tease it as he moved back and forth. He plunged, withdrew, and repeated the action again, causing delicious sensations to sprout inside of Gwen. She shifted her hips and pushed back to receive his thrusts. With each push and pull, he moved deeper and deeper, so far in that she felt him touch the opening of her womb a few times. She felt him touch something entrenched inside that set off her nerve endings like never before. She pressed her face into the covers to keep from wailing like a banshee. The intense moans and screams might awaken the dead. “Hmm, Gwen, this feels out of this world.” He pushed in and out of her pussy. She twisted her head to see his unguarded desire. The focused look she saw in his face said he’d intensified his determination to please her. She watched his eyes darken a shade. She rubbed her face against the sheet to wipe off the sweat dripping down her face and throat. “Just fuck me.” She pushed back. “Stop this burning you’ve got going in me.” She couldn’t hold out any longer. She pinched the cover between her fingers as waves of passion crested over her. When he went back to circling her ass with his thumb, he pushed his cock inside her at the same time. He thrust his hips to go deeper than he ever had, making her arch. Biting the inside of her cheek kept her from screaming out to the top of her lungs with pleasure. She felt his release immediately after hers. Her pussy tightened and milked him. He then slumped over her, pressing her closer to the mattress. Gwen pushed him off her so she could flip onto her back, sighing deep into her lungs. “Thank you, love.” Reynaldo reached for her hand and pressed a soft kiss to the palm. “No, thank you for staying around and not leaving me.” Gwen yawned and her eyes began to feel heavy. “It’s happening again, Reynaldo, I’m falling asleep. I…can’t…seem…to…help…it.”

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Gwen fell asleep, leaving Reynaldo to listen to the purring sounds she emitted with a worried frown that scrunched up his forehead. She’d been so alive while they’d been in bed together that he could have sworn this crisis was finally over, that she had finally snapped out of the dozing bouts. They’d both been fooled. He brushed a hand over his thick hair. Getting off the bed, he moved into the bathroom and twisted the handles on the faucet. In the shower, he closed his eyes and tried to focus. Something was missing here. Gwen’s condition didn’t make sense. In all the years he’d been a vampire, he’d never seen anyone react as Gwen had. Then an idea hit him. He needed to have her blood checked. Elijah would have to pay them a visit. Rinsing off, he stepped out of the shower and dressed quickly. He needed Greg to run over to Elijah’s house. Locating Greg took no time. When he walked into the kitchen area, Reynaldo found him and Carolina. As a human, Caroline needed nourishment of the human kind, so before her sat a plate holding what looked to be a roast beef sandwich. He paused a moment before speaking. He scanned the room to make sure there wasn’t anyone skulking around. He didn’t want to divulge too much information in front of the household help. With the astonishing news of the wound they’d found on Gwen, he now couldn’t trust those around him as freely as he had. Reynaldo stepped forward to stand near the younger man and whispered, “I think we’d better take Master Thorton up on his offer to help.” Greg stood, resting his hands on slim hips as his tongue peeked out to swab over his bottom lip. Reynaldo knew this man would go into any situation alongside him if it meant curing his sister. Greg’s extended fangs grated against his lip, and he swiped his tongue over his lower lip again. A frown crossed his features.

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Reynaldo didn’t even stop to think it over. Nothing else had worked thus far, and he didn’t have any other ideas. Greg could fetch Master Thorton while Reynaldo remained behind to watch over Gwen. “Come to my bedroom, so we can speak privately.” Reynaldo sauntered out of the kitchen, fully expecting Greg would be close behind. Reynaldo shoved the door open, and he took his spot on the bed and waited for Greg to shut the door behind him. “I’ll give Thorton a call and let him know you’re coming by to pick him up.” Reynaldo sat back against the pillows, his left hand slowly caressing Gwen’s forehead. He slipped a strand of stray hair behind her ear. His gaze scanned her troubled features. “I’ll go over there right now.” Greg meandered toward the door. “I have a good feeling about him. I’m sure Master Thorton will be able to figure out how to fix all this. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” “See you soon.” Reynaldo waved to the other man without taking his eyes off Gwen. Reynaldo reentered the room and reached for the wireless phone. He walked back out to the hallway and dialed the number. The phone rang a couple times before he heard a male voice. “Yes, Reynaldo?” Reynaldo heard the soft, baritone voice belonging to Thorton. “Are you available right now?” “Yes, for whatever you need.” “I’ve sent Greg over and he will drive you back to our home.” “I will be ready.” Thorton promised. They ended the call and Reynaldo returned to the bedroom and placed the phone back on its cradle.

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Carolina walked inside the room right after Greg’s departure. She waited near the door and cleared her throat to capture his attention. The look on her face told Reynaldo something was up. He moved over to where she waited. “What’s up? Did you find out something about that puncture wound we found on Gwen?” “Yes, I spoke to Lorna, and she mentioned that Veronica hasn’t been to work since the day before we noticed Gwen’s wound.” Carolina crossed her arms over her chest. Lorna had joined Reynaldo’s home as the housekeeper some six months before. She’d been an employee highly recommended by the elders. Veronica, on the other hand, had shown up one day asking if they’d needed help. Reynaldo had allowed the new hire because he knew Lorna needed the extra hands around the house. Veronica’s schedule dictated she be gone every evening before Reynaldo rose. He didn’t want strangers prowling around the house when he was up and about. “Do we know where she might be?” Reynaldo walked toward the door and opened it. “Lorna’s been trying to get a hold of her this morning, but there hasn’t been any answer.” Reynaldo watched Carolina’s face as it showed a pensive mood that kept her quiet. “Just have her keep trying, and let me know if anything pans out,” he said. “I’ll be with Gwen should you hear from Veronica. I want answers.” “Will do,” Carolina responded before making her way out of the room.

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“Come in. I was hoping you’d come by sooner than later.” Reynaldo stopped at the bottom step. “I’d like you to take a look at Gwen.” The other man walked into the house and followed Reynaldo as he went back up the stairs. They remained quiet until they stopped in front of the bedroom door. Reynaldo paused before turning the doorknob. “We’ve just discovered that someone has injected something into her and I believe that what’s going on with her is something other than me bringing her over,” Reynaldo said, finally airing what had been eating at him for a while now. “There’s something going on with her blood.” Elijah entered the room with quiet command. He didn’t look anywhere but toward the bed Gwen occupied. Before leaving the room, Reynaldo had covered her with a thin sheet. As they approached her, Reynaldo was drawn in by her loveliness. He just couldn’t ignore her quiet exquisiteness, which he knew reached deep inside her soul. In her case, beauty wasn’t just a physical thing. Reynaldo noticed how her smooth skin glowed with passion. Her short pixie hair was now smashed against her head in disarray, but she still looked gorgeous to him. Her lush, full lips begged for his attention. He watched her as she slept with her hands placed at either side of her. Reynaldo stood by as the other man approached the edge of the bed and extended his hands over Gwen. Light illuminated the area where Elijah’s hands hung over Gwen. Reynaldo watched in silence as the other man did his thing. Setting his hands back to his side, Elijah sighed, shaking his head as if he’d finally understood something. “I now know why she hasn’t finished the process of the change.” Elijah’s deep voice bounced around the room as its resonance clanged against the walls. “Finally! What is wrong with her?” Reynaldo shifted from one foot to the other as he waited for Elijah to continue with his explanation.

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Elijah stepped back away from the bed to lean against the window sill. The look of concentration on his face told Reynaldo Elijah was evaluating whatever information he’d psychically received. Elijah’s arms rested across his chest as he stared Gwen’s way. “You were right, Reynaldo. Something is wrong with her blood.” Elijah spoke in a low, moderated tone. Reynaldo’s eyes widened. “What did you find?” He was now ready to listen to someone explain what was going on. “She carries a special gene, and that’s why she reacted this way to the transfer.” Elijah still had his gaze glued to Gwen. “I need to give her some of my blood in order for her to survive.” “What type of gene are you talking about?” Reynaldo approached the bed and sat near Gwen. He took one of her hands and held it within his own, wanting to have a physical connection with her. “She is an angelus carrier,” Elijah responded, an intense frown creased his brow. It was as though Elijah found this all disconcerting. “She really needs to feed from someone with my type of blood or she will perish.” “An angelus carrier?” Reynaldo’s eyebrows hiked up almost into his forehead. “The angelus gene was carried by beings that descended from a fallen angel. If the female carrier was bitten by something that could be potentially evil, it could cause her death. Vampires are known to be evil creatures and there is that potential in you.” Elijah spoke in an even tone. “Once bitten, her blood experienced a chemical change that resulted in the angelus gene carrier’s death if not treated immediately.” This news had come out of left field. This meant that somewhere along the line Gwen’s family had been spawned by an angel. In the years he’d known Greg and Gwen, they hadn’t ever mentioned any mystery ancestor or an angelic connection. “How did this all come about?” Reynaldo’s attention was now riveted on Elijah.

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“During the crisis of the heavenly rebellion, too many angels turned to humans and began begetting offspring.” Reynaldo had heard all the stories of how the angels had joined with the Supreme Being’s favorite creation to see if they might gain redemption. Elijah continued. “They sought to reclaim their former place in the celestial order. To many of the angels’ chagrin, their attempts at redemption didn’t change matters one bit. They weren’t going to receive a pardon after the upheaval they’d caused. So now, generation after generation of these offspring crop up within the underworld breed. It has to be that their angelus blood is called to evil to cleanse those souls.” “So what’s the next step now that we know how to fix her?” Reynaldo’s eyes shone with worry. “We’ll have to wait for her to wake and seek her permission for what needs to be done.” Elijah was already leaning against the window sill.

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Gwen’s eyes fluttered open, and she came face-to-face with one of the most beautiful images she’d ever seen. Golden blond hair framed sparkling blue eyes, and a perfectly chiseled nose led to a sinfully gorgeous mouth. The lips were finely proportioned; the soft crimson hue to them reminded her of succulent cherries. She couldn’t see his body from this vantage point, but she couldn’t imagine it being any less perfect. When her eyes returned to his face she detected a deep sadness. It was as if he were hiding a pain that ran too profound within his soul. “Hello, welcome back.” As his smooth voice mesmerized her, she watched those kissable lips move, and then they spread wide into a brilliant, illuminating grin. He moved farther away from the bed where she caught a good glimpse of the rest of his body.

Wow! Damn, who wouldn’t be drawn to all that radiance? He reminded her of a freakin’ beacon. His eyes even shone with light. The pale blue color nearly disappeared behind the pupils that had dilated to cover all the color of his eyes. She took in the entire picture as he stood there as if waiting for her to check him out. She did just that. Her gaze roamed over him. He had to be about two hundred and twenty pounds. His solid frame was one mass of hard muscle. She shifted her gaze from his torso to

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settle over his strong legs that were sculpted to perfection. A pair of well-fitted black slacks hugged his legs and hips like a second skin, leaving very little to a girl’s imagination. The muscles of her throat tightened and flexed as she swallowed quick and hard. She followed through as she moved her gaze to the rest of his body. His pecs were firm and perfectly defined under his silk shirt, and she had to fight the sudden urge to run her hands over them. She wanted to tease his nipples to see if they were as sensitive as hers were at this very moment. She itched to run her tongue over his chest. From the growing bulge near the zipper of his slacks, he seemed to be enjoying the view from his end as well. She realized she’d begun to pant. What the fuck? Where was

Reynaldo? Gwen broke the eye contact with the stranger and scanned the area looking for Reynaldo. When she found him near the window she sighed, letting out pent-up air. She looked from one man to the other to compare their differences. “This is a wonderful way to wake up.” “I am Master Elijah Thorton. We are here to please, dear one.” Elijah’s arms rested over his chest as he continued to gaze at her as if he’d discovered something new or held a secret within. “Gwen, Elijah can help us make you better.” Reynaldo captured her attention. Her foggy brain only saw how they were sheer perfection. Their looks complemented each other, and the fire burning through her made her extremely conscious of both of them standing near her bed. If she had to display a picture of temptation, the image would reflect them both. One raven-haired man set against the brilliance of the blond man, the perfect contrast to the other. Shifting to her side, she purred. She fuckin’ purred like a cat! Never in her life had she done that. She knew it was because of the two men near her. Exploring her sexuality was

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something she would snatch the opportunity to do. The men seemed comfortable in each other’s presence. Flipping onto her belly, she was facing down when she began to lazily wiggle her body against the soft sheet covering the bed. Her swollen, throbbing clit rubbed against the silk, making her twitch with hunger and need. When the bed dipped and shifted under someone’s weight, her body went into overdrive . She turned her head to watch him take a spot near her on the bed. Her nipples tightened into pleasure-seeking buds; her pussy clenched with expectation. Brushing his hand against her cheek brought her focus to him. Reynaldo kissed her softly on the lips. “Elijah was explaining a moment ago why you reacted to my biting you.” The wiggling stopped as she flipped onto her back. Gwen froze near the center of the bed, and she focused her attention on the two men. Reynaldo’s words cleared a lot of the fuzziness going on in her head. “Wonderful, we finally have some answers.” “You’re a carrier of the angelus gene.” Elijah’s soft tone interrupted them. “Angelus gene? What’s that?” Gwen clenched her hands behind her head. She shifted position, and the pose made her thrust out her torso, setting her aching breasts out farther for closer scrutiny. “The angelus gene is passed down to the females in the line from a fallen angel.” Reynaldo’s tone seemed guarded. She got the sense that he didn’t want to alarm her with whatever news he wanted to share. “I don’t understand.” Gwen’s confusion grew by the minute. Her eyes shifted from one man and then to the other. “How can this be?” “Easy. You carry the blood of a fallen angel. That’s why you had the reaction when Reynaldo bit you,” Elijah added. “How long have I been out?” Gwen asked not sure if she wanted to hear the answer. Reynaldo held her hand within his. “It’s been three days now since I bit you.”

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“Three days!” Gwen let her head press against the pillow. “I don’t understand what’s happening to me but, what do we do to change it?” “There’s a step you must take to cleanse Reynaldo’s blood out of your system,” Elijah announced. He paused to look toward Reynaldo and waited to see the other man’s nod of approval before he turned back to Gwen to announce, “You’ll need to share blood with me and this should be done while you reach your orgasmic release. That’ll be the perfect transfer of the right amount of blood. The orgasm will make it extremely potent and will stabilize your change.” Gwen looked at Elijah, then at Reynaldo. She trusted her lover with her life, and she’d follow his lead. She visibly relaxed when she saw Reynaldo’s slight nod, letting her know he was fine with it all. “Only he can help you, Gwen.” Reynaldo leaned in to press a kiss on her cheek. “I’m willing to try anything for you to get better. I can’t risk losing you.” “Fine. If Reynaldo feels okay about it, then I’m all for whatever we need to do.” Gwen shoved the sheet aside and allowed them full view of her naked body. “I’m ready whenever you guys are.” The men took her cue and divested their clothes. Reynaldo stepped forward first, seeking her touch. Without even considering anything else, she took Reynaldo’s rigid member deep between her plump lips until she nearly gagged. Within a moment, she felt Elijah as he ducked down between her smooth thighs. His lips pressed ever so delicately as he flicked his tongue against her throbbing clitoris. The anxious, tightly tangled, pulsing need made her hunger with such intensity that she wanted to climb on either of the massive erections. The sweet agony would drive her wild if she didn’t have a release soon, but they weren’t planning on that just yet. It seemed to her that they were set on torturing her until she went mad with want.

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A soft caress across her thigh reminded her that Elijah had come to help. He shifted back without penetrating her body. Elijah sat back on his haunches to take a good look at her. A long index finger ran up and down the length of her moist slit. Elijah’s soft murmurs and delicate contact were a wonder to hear and feel. She also found the men’s musky scent seductive. Their exploration of a threesome came amazingly effortless. She found that she was yearning more, much more, of what they were offering. She wanted them both with an intensity she’d never experienced or would have ever imagined possible. Reynaldo’s breathing came forth in short, amplified bursts. His eyelids fluttered shut as his head tilted back in unmistakable ecstasy. “Please, Gwen, don’t stop!” She drew back a little to peer up at him. “Mmm. I’m enjoying this as much as you are, believe me.” A shudder of pleasure and something more burst forth from deep within her and made its way up her spine and spread throughout her. As she ran her tongue in an upward stroke from the base of Reynaldo’s cock to cut across the sensitive spot under its mushroom head, she felt a shiver trail all the way down over his frame. Silently, Elijah brushed his index finger across the shell of her ear, replacing the digit with his tongue, touching the sensitive rim. Reynaldo’s long, tapered fingers stroked the smooth curve of her back as she continued to pleasure him with her wicked, swirling tongue. Undefined feelings rolled around inside of her, cravings that she needed to understand. Gwen didn’t have the power to put two words together or create a cohesive thought, but something within her said that their encounter was meant to be. This adventure soothed the rioting nerves that had run the gamut of uncertainty and confusion inside of her since she’d been bitten. She felt what their joining was doing to them all. It offered warmth beyond belief that merged within their hearts, like a calming and soothing balm. Her blood called to

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Reynaldo as it always did, but there was something more going on here that only Elijah had brought to the table. “You’re one extraordinary man, Reynaldo. That’s why I fell in love with you. Only a man certain of himself would be so accepting of them. I’m amenable to however you want to do this. I don’t care… I know want to be here with you both tonight.” Her now extremely sensitive skin crackled with the pent-up tension that resulted from this experience. Both men were clearly familiar with what needed to be done to make her smolder, to elicit the utmost in ecstasy. Reynaldo appeared to force himself to pull away from her mouth and hold. She watched him take in deep gulps of air. She knew he was trying to gather control of his body, but he’d soon find out that would be impossible as she, too, was experiencing the same feelings of uncontrollable need. A fog of lust clouded their brains. She tried to relax as she waited for him to get back under his own mental restraint. She noticed that his pearly seed was oozing from the tip of his cock. She heard him heave a huge cleansing breath. Elijah motioned for her to lay her head on the propped up pillow behind her head. “Come here, Gwen.” She complied with his command; her mouth watered just imagining what these two gorgeous men were about to do to her. They both flanked her around the bed. Each man displayed his strong and fit body for her clear view. The tempting six-packs made her fingers itch for a touch. Their strong bodies in contrast to her softer, smoother one left a decadent humming inside her soul. They really were two perfect beings, and she didn’t know what they saw in her. “Don’t ever believe you’re less than us or anyone else for that matter. You’re extremely beautiful.” She looked at Elijah’s hand that held hers. She looked from her soft, caramel complexion down to her French-manicured fingernails safely held within his fair-skinned

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one. As he viewed what was in front of him, she watched him stare at her puckered, chocolate-colored nipples. When his eyes focused on what was farther down, she knew her slick folds glistened in invitation. The men gave each other a quick glance, and she saw Elijah’s silent communication with Reynaldo before he received a soft nod of approval. He drew over her supple body, positioning his thick thighs between her legs. Automatically, she wrapped her legs around his hips as he shifted forward so that he pressed into her pussy with slow, specific movements. Sitting near her head, Reynaldo kissed her moist lips. His tongue met hers, drawing hers out to duel with his, while his fingers massaged her tingling breasts, making them pebble into two tight knots of raw pleasure. Feeling Elijah ease his massive cock into her made her wonder if he would be able to enter her completely. She was too tight and snug around him. Gwen had begun to push him away when she heard Reynaldo whisper near her ear, “You’ll be okay. We need to follow this through for your own safety. I love you so much, Gwen. Don’t lose faith.” With each slow, grinding thrust, the mattress creaked. Gwen trembled and shivered. Elijah continued moving until he coaxed a string of tiny squeals of pleasure from between her tight lips. The stroking and kissing continued; Reynaldo flicked her lips with the tip of his tongue, then sucked as though it was the sweetest, most tantalizing piece of fruit he’d ever tasted. Elijah slowed his pumping action; at times, he downright pulled out of her, only to push himself back in to the hilt. “Please, Elijah.” Gwen shook her head back and forth. With amazing tenderness, Elijah’s large cock slipped in slowly, moved out once, then holding the position, he teased her. He flexed his hips again, entering her completely, and it was all done while Reynaldo continued his own brand of teasing: caressing her tightly budded nipples and suckling them between his teeth. With the amount of intense pleasure running rampant across her body, she couldn’t do much else but moan and say breathlessly, “Oh, yes, yes. That’s it. Keep doing that. It feels wonderful.”

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Reynaldo brushed his fingers through her short hair. She pressed her head against his touch, enjoying the strokes. His hands settled over her shoulders and shoved her softly until she lifted off the mattress, switching her position to where she ended up on all fours. Elijah was now behind her, and Reynaldo was in front of her. Her face rested between Reynaldo’s legs, and his rigid cock bobbed before her. With shaky fingers, she grabbed his cock. In one swipe, she had it sheltered within her lips. “Go ahead, love, relax. Let us provide what you need.” Reynaldo pushed her legs farther apart, as she hiked up her bottom close to Elijah, who slowly began to pump in and out of her. A soft hiss escaped from Elijah’s tightly shut mouth. Gwen felt him pick up the speed of his thrusts. “Your body is sweet nectar,” murmured Reynaldo. “You have a wicked mouth, Gwen. We should punish you for that.” Elijah slapped his open hand across her butt cheek, creating a sharp, resounding sound around the room. Gwen’s ass throbbed from the fiery spanking, but it also did something to her clit. Surprise rushed through her when her lower region began to throb with an entirely different feeling. It wasn’t pain. Her juices now flowed in earnest as her insides quivered. A soft moan of desire was ripped from deep inside her soul. Her heart beat thudded at a rapid pace that pulsed in all her nerves. The sensations that Gwen was experiencing produced sheer pandemonium, wreaking utter havoc over her entire being. It was when she was about to come that Reynaldo got down beside her, took her by the chin, and stuck his tongue inside her mouth as an orgasm ripped through her. She felt Elijah’s hands shifting her position where now she faced him. Elijah’s fangs sank into her neck as he fed off her. His mouth replaced Reynaldo’s, and he shared the taste of blood with Gwen. The metallic scent raised her thirst beacon, making her crave more.

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Elijah pressed his long neck against her now-extended fangs and quivered when she let her fangs sink into his skin. She moaned against his neck as she came from sheer desire. He continued fucking her, as she fed off his pure blood. A renewal surged through her that she hadn’t felt before, pleasure washing throughout her as Elijah shot his juice into her and she completed her feeding. Elijah dipped his head as he sucked more of her blood. While his mouth pressed against her neck, he continued thrusting his cock powerfully into her cunt. The more he sucked, the harder he pumped into her pussy. Gwen’s mouth hung open. The low mewling sounds combined with the sound of skin slapping against skin and Reynaldo whispering against her ear made her crazy. The lust was something tangible floating around the room. Elijah moved away from her neck, apparently satisfied with the amount of blood they’d shared. “Now you will be fine, little one. We now have a connection that will last until the other dies,” Elijah pledged. “You will sleep, and when you awake, you will be renewed and refreshed, ready to spend eternity with your mate Reynaldo.” She nodded her head in understanding before she did as she was told. Letting her eyes flutter shut, Gwen slept once again, relieved with the knowledge that she would be recovered at her awakening.

***** Elijah moved off the bed and retrieved his clothing. “I will return in a few hours to check on her. This is just a precautionary measure, but I’m sure she will no longer have any problems.” Both men watched her and the air about the room now held a vibe of promise. Reynaldo felt the hope now. He knew Gwen would be all right.

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Reynaldo watched the elder walk into the adjoining bathroom. He sat next to Gwen waiting for Elijah to come back out. A few minutes later Elijah stepped out and stopped to wait for Reynaldo’s approach. Reynaldo shook the other man’s hand. “I can’t thank you enough, Elijah.” “No need.” Elijah walked to the door. “I’m glad I was here and able to help.” With that, Elijah walked out of the room and let the door click shut with very little sound.

***** For more than an hour, Reynaldo sat near Gwen’s side just watching her. He felt such profound relief and hope that tears pooled behind his eyelids. He swiped a hand across his face just as Gwen came to. “What’s wrong?” He accepted her comforting touch when she reached out to caress a tear-streaked cheek. “I’m not dead you know.” Reynaldo chuckled as tears of sadness turned to tears of joy. “I know and that’s why I’m crying.” “Because I’m not dead!” He watched as Gwen’s eyes twinkle while she laughed. He slipped his arms around her and lifted her onto his lap. “I’m just overjoyed with the fact that you’re cured and safe in my arms.” “We both are.” Gwen kissed him lightly on the cheek before hugging him close. “You know what? It’s time to celebrate, no more sadness.” “What did you have in mind?” Reynaldo let her get up off his lap and watched her slim, nude body waltz around the room. His cock tingled at the sight. “I’ll shower and be dressed in no time, and we can have a night out.” He saw Gwen snatch a towel out of the linen closet just outside the bathroom and headed straight for the shower stall.

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He saw her peer at him over her shoulder as she twisted the valves to run the water, and she hiked her brows up and down in invitation before she stepped inside. The hot spray would work out the kinks in her muscles after being stuck in a bed for so long, Reynaldo mused. He walked inside to watch her, just to make sure she would be okay, and caught her applying liquid soap onto a sponge, which she lathered up and then run over each and every curve. She hadn’t noticed him, and he remained quiet, just enjoying the view. She rinsed off the soap in no time. Her gaze met his and she stopped for a moment to just look at him. His presence hadn’t startled her. She slowly shut off the valves, without removing her eyes and she accepted the huge pink towel he’d handed her. He helped wrap it around her before they walked back into the bedroom in silence. Gwen paused to look at him. “Are you sure you’re okay, honey?” Reynaldo smiled before caressing her cheek. He pressed his nose close to her newly cleansed skin. Sighing deeply, he took in her clean, fresh scent. “I am perfect now, no worries.” “Good to hear.” Gwen moved to the dresser and searched for clothes. “I’ll be out in a few minutes,” Reynaldo called as he reentered the bathroom. He felt as if they were in a dream. To return to some sense of normalcy and their quiet routine felt so good. When they finally stepped out of the house to enjoy a quiet evening, he heard Gwen sigh as she sat in the car. It was a sigh of contentment, and Reynaldo felt they were finally on the road to normalcy.

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Chapter Five

Gwen enjoyed the companionable quiet; they needed the calm atmosphere. Reynaldo drove as she reflected on everything that had just transpired and processed the information about the angelus link. She really had to do some research within the family because she didn’t have a clue who this fallen angel ancestor might be. “Would you like to go down to that pub we heard about last week?” Gwen never had the chance to respond. A pickup truck sideswiped them, causing Reynaldo’s SUV to flip over. She saw him strike his head against the glass and was knocked unconscious before the force of the twirling vehicle knocked her out cold too.

***** “Rey, hey, man, wake up.” Reynaldo’s eyes fluttered open to get an up-close-and-personal view of Greg’s hazel green ones. “How long was I out?” Reynaldo’s groggy head buzzed with a low humming. “Not sure. We just found you.” Greg stepped aside, and Reynaldo spotted Elijah standing behind the younger man.

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Alarm bells went off in his head. Something was wrong. If Elijah had shown up, there was something that needed handling. “They’ve taken Gwen.” Elijah helped Reynaldo out of the truck. “Come to my vehicle. I know where to find her.”

***** Elijah sat behind the wheel of his SUV while Reynaldo and Greg watched the house from the passenger side. They were in a neighborhood that they were all very familiar with. They watched in silence as Veronica, Reynaldo’s newest and missing employee, pulled her car into Jason Cartwright’s garage. Jason, who’d on numerous occasions had tried to take over Reynaldo’s business. He’d been the one who’d shot at Greg where Reynaldo had no choice but to intervene and make him a vampire too. Now it all fit into place. Everything that had been going on with Gwen and her puncture wound fell at Cartwright’s feet. Elijah parked the SUV a block away, and they made their way back to Cartwright’s house. They watched from across the street to see the action. Elijah signaled them to follow him as he walked toward the back of the house. Pointing one finger to signal which way Reynaldo should go, he then repeated the same motion for Greg to pursue. “We’ll meet up inside.”

***** Reynaldo sneaked into the house and followed the sounds of the voices. When he entered the room, Cartwright stood as if he’d been waiting for him. He noticed Veronica sitting at the far side of the room. When her brown eyes focused on him, she smirked. “So glad you could finally make it.” Jason Cartwright strutted around the room like a peacock presenting. The huge smile on his face looked downright evil. His eyes held a crazed expression. Reynaldo stared back. He didn’t twitch a brow. He just met the stare. Now was

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the time to finally get rid of this man, and he knew just how to handle that without getting his hands dirty. It wasn’t enough that Jason had tried to kill him before and had ended up shooting Greg instead, but now Reynaldo found that he was behind all these problems with regard to Gwen and whatever it was they’d injected into her. “Gwen is ours.” Jason took a seat behind the huge oak desk. “My master will take wonderful care of her in her new domain.” “And what made you think that this would be that simple?” Reynaldo’s voice came out smooth and even. He tried to contain his rage. He needed to keep a clear head. “You won’t be able to save her like you did her brother.” Jason cackled, twisting his head backward as he laughed with loud gasps. “She’s as good as gone.” “We’ll see about that, won’t we?” Reynaldo beamed a sharp stare back at the other man. “You do whatever you think you can.” Jason’s gaze focused on Reynaldo, all the laughter and ridicule erased from his face. “Well, sorry to spoil your party, but it’s all taken care of.” Elijah barged into the room and the conversation. He had Gwen hiding behind his broad back. “She isn’t available, just as Reynaldo stated. Go find another mark.” Jason’s face grew scarlet as if all his blood had drained onto his cheeks. He pounded on the desk. “I won’t allow this! I had Gwen under my thumb.” Elijah flashed over to stand before Jason, leaving Gwen in Greg’s care while he hefted the older man up by the necktie. Reynaldo saw the heat swirling and snapping from Elijah’s eyes. “Gwen lives under no one’s thumb, least of all yours.” The other man’s lack of oxygen caused a purplish tinge to his skin that had now become mottled with tinges of blue. His eyes rolled to the back of his head. A thunderous roar bounced off the walls as a cloud of smoke enveloped the room. As the smoke began to

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diminish, another tall man appeared. His shiny blond mane flowed around broad shoulders encased in a stylish white suit. A knowing smile creased his lips as he looked around the room, taking in the scenery. He wrested Jason from Elijah’s death grip, grabbing the squirming man by his necktie. “I’ll take this one. He belongs to me.” Jason’s eyes widened when he heard the newcomer’s voice. He vehemently began to shake his head. “No, master. I’ll deliver what I promised you.” “Tsk-tsk, Jason, we’re done here.” Iridescent blue eyes sparkled as his eyes met each of theirs in the room, then settled onto Jason’s face. “Time to pay the piper.” The newcomer turned to Elijah. “Remember the offer of employment still stands should you want to reconsider. We’re waiting with open arms for you, Eli.” With a quick flick of his wrist, the stranger, Jason, and Veronica disappeared into thin air. The smoke was now gone. Nothing was out of place. The room looked as if nothing had disturbed it at all. The vibe of serenity that overtook the room seemed surreal. Elijah watched as Gwen glanced around to the other occupants in the room. Her face displayed utter amazement. “What was that about?” Gwen sat on the sofa on the far side of the office. “Who was that dude, Elijah?” Scratching his head, Elijah took a seat across from her. “That’s one dude you won’t ever need to meet.” Reynaldo took the empty spot next to Gwen and held her hand within his. “I second that. He’s not one we’ll ever need to mess with.” Gwen looked from Reynaldo to the elder before settling on Elijah. Everyone remained quiet in the room. No further explanations were forthcoming. “Well, I’m just happy this is all settled.” Reynaldo pulled her close to his side before placing a soft kiss on her forehead. “You have no clue how happy I am.”

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Elijah stood up. “That’s my cue to be on my way, folks.” “Can I tag along?” Greg inserted himself next to Elijah. “Sure, kid. Here are the keys.” Elijah tossed them to Greg and watched the younger man speed away. “Can I give you two a ride back?” “Yes, we need to have our truck picked up,” Reynaldo commented. Elijah and Reynaldo fell into step.

***** Following suit, Gwen got on her feet and walked behind them, watching Reynaldo’s and Elijah’s scrumptious backsides. She’d really had a wonderful time in bed with them and couldn’t help wondering if it might happen again any time soon. Both men paused on their tracks and whirled around to meet her eye to eye. She had to keep reminding herself that they were vampires, able to hear her thoughts. Reynaldo moved to cut the space short. He reached out to caress her cheek before whispering, “Elijah helped me save your life, and I’ll always be grateful that he offered a helping hand. I would never deny him an afternoon in your arms.” Gwen stared deep into his eyes and could only find sincerity. There was no doubt, nor any hint of jealousy in her man’s eyes. Her heart rejoiced with love. She was a woman blessed with life and a wonderful man who had moved heaven and earth to save her life. She pressed her lips against his and felt his arms wrap around her waist. The soft peck ended as quickly as it had begun. “You’re an amazing person, Reynaldo, and I’m so happy to have you in my life.” With that said they jumped into the back seat of the SUV and remained quiet until they reached their destination. The engine was cut and Elijah stepped out of the truck to open Gwen’s door. She moved out of the back seat and approached Elijah. She caressed his smooth cheek. “I could see that you’re hiding secrets that have torn you apart for many,

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many years. We’re your friends and are here for anything you might need. Count on us at any time.” “Thank you, Gwen, I’ll remember your words.” Elijah kissed her on the cheek and shook Reynaldo’s hand as a show of appreciation for their support. He then joined Greg in the front seat of the SUV, while Gwen and Reynaldo took the backseat. Once Gwen and Reynaldo had been dropped off, they watched Elijah’s SUV drive away. They entered the house and headed directly for the bedroom. Gwen stepped inside the room with Reynaldo following close behind. His fingers caressed her back and didn’t break the contact until he shut the door behind them. He kicked off his brown loafers and began to unbutton his shirt as he watched Gwen undo her clothes too. Once she stood before him totally naked, she gave him a come-hither look. “Now.” Her hands began to skim down her slim body to cover the juncture between her legs, pausing near her clit to give it a slight pleasure pinch. “Hmm, let’s see, I’d like my pussy licked.” Her chocolate gaze held his steadily. Her index finger rubbed against her glistening inner folds followed by the fingers of her other hand spreading them apart to show him how gleaming and juicy her cunt had become. His growl reached somewhere deep inside of her. The feral sound only increased his sex appeal, exhilarating her further. Her body felt ablaze. She knew only Reynaldo could douse the three-alarm fire. She climbed onto the bed with Reynaldo approaching close behind. He flipped her onto her rounded backside, lifting her smooth, long legs over his shoulders. She waited for him to take her, to pierce her flesh with his thick cock. She wanted him to ride her until pleasure turned her into mush and neither one of them were coherent. Instead, Reynaldo lowered his head to her pussy. Pressing soft kisses on the outer lips, she wiggled her hips seeking more. Shivers of delight ran down her spine at each gentle

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touch, made her extra aware of how gentle his erotic play was. Sometimes quick and hard did the trick, but slow and seductive really made a girl’s juices flow. She nearly jumped out of her skin when his tongue slid over her clit and sought entry inside her wet folds. He drank her juices, suckling the responsive nub above her cunt. His precise slow, calculated strokes drove her wild. She clawed at the soft bed sheet. A twinge rolled across her, her belly quickened with need that spiraled to her core like tiny ribbons of delight. Reynaldo continued to lick her pussy, pressing tiny kisses around her nub. When his lips finally encircled her clit to draw it into his mouth, he sucked with extra fervor. He wouldn’t stop, nor did he pause; he wouldn’t allow her the time to become accustomed to the many sensations overcoming her. She felt her incisors descend in her mouth, and then a tiny sting on her clit where Reynaldo lapped away caught her attention. He had drawn a little of her blood, only creating a higher sense of pleasure for Gwen. He sucked her sensitized flesh that no longer begged for ecstasy but commanded it. Her orgasm shattered throughout her wired body. It was so achingly pleasurable, she had to release the scream tucked at the back of her throat. Her hips rose off the bed to meet with his tongue. She held his head against her pussy and shook his head against her engorged clit. “You like that, baby?” He breathed the words out against her skin. He held onto her hips, refusing to release her just yet. His lips and tongue enclosed her clit, and he continued to suck the nub into his mouth and love the soft tissue around it. “Oh! Shit! Don’t! Stop!” A second intense orgasm surprised her. “Please, Reynaldo!” She held his head between her hands, not really sure if she pleaded for release or for him to continue his mouth play on her pussy. The strength of her back-to-back orgasms spun over her in one huge swell of inexpressible pleasure. She’d thought it impossible to

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experience this much enjoyment from another. Gasping for air, they both leaned back until their breathing was back to normal. They face each other and smiled. “That was out of this world.” Gwen caressed his cheek. “I have to agree,” Reynaldo captured her hand in his and placed a loud, wet kiss on it. “Did I mention that I love you?” “No, you haven’t.” Gwen feigned a frown. “You haven’t been diligent.” “I love you.” Reynaldo kissed her forehead. “I love you a million times. That’s for all the times I didn’t say it.” Gwen sat on his lap and leaned down to kiss him soundly on the lips. “I love you too, Reynaldo.” Gwen wiggled her wet pussy over his erect cock. “We still have some fucking to do, but I wanted to mention Elijah before I forget.” His hands went to her hips, steadying in just the right way as he sought entry. “What about him?” She rubbed her pussy against his cock, starting at her clit and working down to her soaked pussy. “We need to find him someone to love, someone that will take away that pain in his heart.” “Yes, I agree.” Reynaldo panted against her breasts. “Now, can we get on with this and forget everything else for now? “On that we can agree.” Gwen lifted her hips, grabbed his dick, and sat over it until he was completely, totally embedded inside of her. She wiggled her ass as she squeezed her pussy walls around his cock. When she heard the hiss coming from underneath her, she smiled as she lifted her hips and crashed down on his cock. She repeated that movement over and over, enjoying the ride. “Yes! That’s it, baby,” Reynaldo cried as he hiked up his hips to meet her downward strokes. A quiver raced down his legs as she scrambled up over him some more. “Give me all you got.”

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Gwen helped Reynaldo forget the world for a few hours, but in the back of her mind -she knew in Reynaldo’s too -- they were both still preoccupied with their friend Elijah Thorton. Gwen had a feeling that their close friendship would require a colossal amount of support and patience to help him, but that’s another story.

Essence Being born and raised in NYC taught me to appreciate fantasy. I’ve been reading romances for too many years to count and have always had stories floating around in my head. Now I jot them down on paper and hope the readers will come